Don't Wear Green Socks With Moccasins

It's relatively easy to feel like you make good choices. After all, you're the one doing it. Today when I got dressed I put on a knitted sweater with dark green, dark purple, gold, red and dark blue lines. I thought I'd be fun and wear my green J. Crew socks. How wrong I was. All throughout the day I liked my outfit. My friend just dropped me off from a car ride. He said, "And don't ever wear green socks with moccasins, boy!" in his usual peppy spirit. To me all I heard was, "You're my friend." It's funny how certain things can mean something else to you. I wasn't upset that my friend saw my outfit as a miss. In fact, I'm still smiling. It got me thinking, do I really over think too much? What about people as a whole... How often do we hear one thing and let it mean another? I fall victim to over thinking. It's probably my biggest flaw. To me, a smile means 'I love you' and if someone doesn't want to sit by me I read it as they hate me. Do I make good choices in my judge of character? Absolutely. But I will admit, I don't make good choices in how I translate certain things. I've always said I'd rather be too emotional than not emotional enough. Though I say it, I can't confirm I do indeed prefer that. So while most people will go to bed tonight thinking of why their day sucked ass or why it kicked ass....I'll be thinking about my green J. Crew socks. And moccasins. Why? Because I made the good choice of reading too much into what my friend said. My friend rocks my green socks. 

make a wish, 

jeremy